“Now, Elizabeth,” Nana ordered.
“Fine!” Aunt Elizabeth sighed, walking out.
She looked hot… even though it was still pretty tame as lingerie goes.
Nana appraised, “That’s cute, but not sexy.”
“Plus, it needs stockings,” I added, putting my two cents’ worth in.
“Definitely,” Nana nodded, selecting another outfit and handing it to her daughter. “Go put this one on.”
“Really?” Auntie asked, looking at the black lace halter with garters.
“Yep, try it on while I go and find a pair of stockings to go with it.”
“This is still really weird,” Auntie said, even as she took the outfit and returned to the change room.
I smiled at how Auntie didn’t even realize she was obeying, and was likely a natural submissive.
Nana returned with a pair of black stockings and ordered, “Open the door, Elizabeth.”
“I’m changing,” Aunt Elizabeth refused.
“I’ve seen you naked lots of times,” Nana argued, perturbed. “Now open up.”
I didn’t think Auntie would open the door, but she did, and Nana gave me a wink as she slithered through the scant opening offered. In my head, Nana then grabbed Auntie’s head and shoved it in her cunt, but from what I could hear, Nana was the one on her knees.
“Mom, I can do that,” Auntie said, sounding shocked, which made me move closer to the door, ‘the better to eavesdrop on you, my dear’.
“Just lift up your foot,” Nana ordered impatiently.
Then there was no talking as I assumed Nana was putting the stockings on her daughter’s legs and attaching the garters.
“Now this is a very good look for you,” Nana said, not even mentioning my wife.
“I don’t know,” Auntie replied, sounding insecure.
“Let’s see what Curtis thinks,” Nana said.
“God, no,” Auntie said, as the door opened and I jumped back to avoid letting Aunt Elizabeth know I was listening like a pervert… which I was.
A moment later Nana dragged Aunt Elizabeth out of the room and asked, “What do you think, Curtis?”
“Wow, Auntie,” I approved. “You look absolutely sexy.”
“Really?” Auntie asked, for the first time not finding this embarrassing or silly.
“Oh yeah,” I nodded, before adding as I attempted to plant the seed, “If you weren’t my aunt I’d be all over you.”
She scoffed, “And if I were twenty years younger.”
“I like my women experienced,” I countered, adding another hint, this one more blatant.
“His wife is double his age,” Nana pointed out.
“No way,” Auntie asked, as she looked at herself in the mirror, clearly impressed by the lingerie and how it accentuated her body.
“Like I said, I like my women older,” I repeated, almost adding the word ‘submissive’.
“A lot older,” Nana added, slyly compounding hint on top of hint.
I grabbed a red almost see-through garter belt teddy set and ordered, again hinting at who was in control, “Try this one on.”
“Now you’re giving me orders too?” Auntie objected.
“I’m the man of the house,” I shrugged, saying it in a joking manner, even though the true message was there too.
“Fine, but this is the last one,” she replied.
“You’ll need a different colour stocking,” Nana added.
“Does it matter?” Auntie asked.